I have not been keeping up with this site or my writing. You can call it writer's block. Chalk it up to busyness of mommying 2 kiddos.I finally got to sit down and do some writing a couple of weeks ago for a guest post over on http://myhealinghandsonhome.com She's doing a series called, "Childbirth Redeemed." I got the honor and pleasure of being her first guest. While I honestly still struggle to write about old wounds, and reigniting those memories, I am continued to be reminded that my story may help someone. "I once described my postpartum depression as a forest; a place you can walk to and easily get lost in. I’ve liken anxiety and my preeclampsia diagnosis as storms; rough winds with nothing to hold onto. This is a short story of how fixing on Jesus helped me walk out of my postpartum forest and calmed the storms in me."Here's the link to the post: http://myhealinghandsonhome.com/childbirth-redeemed-finding-grace-by-leila-tualla/?fbclid=IwAR1_Fo3l4WWAUH7_WQ2hj3mVzHvGmgCJxkfkhh7-Okh_KPXTD2PSaLQ5dJU

I was invited to share my thoughts on identity and motherhood over at Fly on the Wall blog by Isabelle Kenyon. Here's what I shared,"Motherhood, as isolating as it can be, is an ongoing process of forgiveness and grace. Forgive the messes, and give yourself the grace that what you are doing is what is best for you and your family. No matter what it looks like. No matter what box it fits in or doesn’t. I’m learning to stop every so often and remind myself that this is not just my season, but theirs. In their childhood, in their innocence and what they’ll remember when they look back and reflect on. Our identities are fluid, and seasons of joy and grief cause shifts in who we are and what we believe we are. Our circumstances shape our identities in how we see our world, and how we respond to it. And isn’t that the most amazing thing to realize? We are not stagnant but a constant evolving thing. We are not the same today as yesterday." -